The spring breeze is not as long as your love

"What? Started with a high fever?" Su Mowan was startled, and then said to Mo Chenxiao, "Go to bed first, I'll go over and have a look."

Saying that, he put on the white gossip again, and followed the little nurse out the door.

Looking at the back of the little woman leaving in a hurry, Mo Chenxiao's eyes deepened.

Su Mowan found it strange that although Mo Yichen's cancer was terminal, it was impossible for him to die so quickly, but it was still possible to maintain the most basic vital signs.

Suddenly being so erratic made her feel tricky too.

This situation lasted for several days, and Su Mowan began to run to Mo Yichen's side frequently again.

Yan Cheng looked at the President's increasingly cold face, and trembled with fright.

Everyone in the company breathed a sigh of relief, not daring to make the slightest mistake, for fear of drawing Thor's wrath on themselves.

It was rare for Mo Jingyan to find time to visit his two elder brothers.

He went to his elder brother first.

Su Mowan was administering needles to Mo Yichen, so he didn't want to disturb him, so he came out after a short wait.

Then came to Mo Chenxiao's side again.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Mo Chenxiao sitting in front of the dining table with a stern face, with a strong low air pressure exuding from his whole body.

Mo Jingyan looked at the sumptuous food on the table, and said pleasantly, "Wow, it's Fengmingxuan's signature dish."

Fengmingxuan is one of the best "royal restaurants" in the city. If you want to eat their dishes, you need to make an appointment one month in advance, and you must be a member of their family.

You must spend more than 500 million in their store to join our store membership, and never accept delivery services.

How did his brother get the vegetables out? It's amazing!

"Brother, are you waiting for your sister-in-law? I think you're looking forward to your wife." Mo Jingyan was so greedy that his saliva was almost drooling, and he was about to eat after sitting down.

Mo Chenxiao's face darkened: "Get lost!"

Mo Jingyan was taken aback, the meat caught on the chopsticks fell back onto the plate.

"Brother, you can't finish eating so many dishes. My sister-in-law will definitely not come over to eat. I won't be too many if I have one more..."

"Don't come here to eat" These few simply stepped on his brother's minefield.

"Itchy skin?"

Mo Chenxiao squeezed out three words from between his teeth, and a thick low air pressure rushed towards his face.

Mo Jingyan was so frightened that all his muscles were frozen.

"Brother, there is... something to discuss, can I not eat?"

When a pillow hit, Mo Jingyan dodged, quickly put down his chopsticks, and ran out the door as if he had seen the King of Hades.

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At the same time, Su Mowan finished administering the needles to Mo Yichen, and said thoughtfully, "Later, show me the medicine that Young Master Mo has been using for the past few days."

The nurse quickly responded, "Okay, Miss Su."

Su Mowan's medical skills are astonishing, and even experts respect her. Several professors of Chinese medicine warmly invited Su Mowan to join the Association of Chinese Medicine and join the committee.

Su Mowan politely declined.

She has not obtained a medical qualification certificate, so she is not a real doctor.

This time, she treated Mo Yichen as a member of the Chinese medicine expert team through Mo Chenxiao's operation.

All participants in the treatment will keep Su Mowan's treatment details and identity a secret.

Mo Yichen slowly opened his eyes, looking at Su Mowan's slightly tired and pretty face.

Wearing a white coat, she has a professional and heroic appearance.

There was a deep look in his cold eyes.

I didn't expect Su Mowan to be so good at medicine.

It almost made him want to take her under his command.

Mo Yichen said hoarsely: "Don't worry about it, I can't cure it."

Su Mowan paused when he got up, and looked back at him: "If you really think so, you won't have to fight the disease for more than ten years."

Mo Yichen's eyes darkened, and he stared at her: "You hate me so much, why help me?"

After getting along with him these few days, the two of them are considered to be familiar with each other.

Su Mowan brushed her hair: "I just don't like to owe people favors."

Mo Yichen fell silent again.

Su Mowan said: "Take a good rest, don't think about what you have."

After speaking, she left the ward without looking back.

Mo Yichen looked at her leaving figure, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

Back at 608, Mo Chenxiao was leaning on the bed and reading a book.

Su Mowan was so tired that she couldn't even lift her arms and legs, she sat down beside him, leaned on him, closed her eyes and said, "I'm so sleepy."

Mo Chenxiao gently pushed back the broken hair on her forehead: "Eat something before going to sleep."

Su Mowan hugged his neck coquettishly: "No, I'm so tired that I don't want to move my mouth anymore. I'm going to eat in my dream."

Mo Chenxiao was helpless and funny.

But he enjoyed her playing childish temper in front of him.

He got up and picked her up horizontally, and gently placed her on the bed so that she could lie comfortably.

"Then sleep for a while, and when you have strength, I will tell you to eat." He said distressedly.

"Yeah." Su Mowan's consciousness was a little chaotic.

In the past two days, in order to control Mo Yichen's abnormally repeated illness, he was highly concentrated almost every day, his nerves were relaxed, and he was drowsy overwhelmingly.

Mo Chenxiao sat by the bed and watched her fall asleep, adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner for her, tucked in the quilt, and then slowly got up and left the room.

When Yan Cheng saw him coming out, he hurried forward to meet him: "President..."

Mo Chenxiao didn't answer, but walked straight to 601.

He pushed the door in.

In the ward, medical equipment beeped.

Mo Yichen was thinner than before, his face was pale, and he was lying on the bed with his eyes closed.

Mo Chenxiao glanced at Yan Cheng.

Yan Cheng understood, turned around and left the ward, closed the door again, and guarded the door.

Mo Chenxiao walked to the bed and looked down at Mo Yichen.

"Don't pretend, I know you're awake."

Mo Yichen's eyelids moved, and he slowly opened them.

He didn't fall asleep at first, and he woke up immediately when he heard the footsteps in the corridor. At this moment, his eyes were clear, and he didn't feel sleepy at all.

Mo Chenxiao cut to the chase: "What is your purpose?"

Mo Yichen said, "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Of course you know!" Mo Chenxiao looked at him warningly, "Don't think about her, otherwise..."

"Otherwise, what about? Kill me?" Mo Yichen sneered, "Yes, countless people died under your hands. Tell me, Su Mowan knows that you are a bloodthirsty madman, would he still like you?"

Mo Chenxiao's eyes were cold, his expression couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry: "You can try if I dare."

"Hehe, I'm really looking forward to it," Mo Yichen's eyes flashed with madness, "Mo Chenxiao, I gave the Mo family to you because I wanted you to take good care of Yurou for me. Since you can't do it, then I will Take it back!"

"Not only do I want to take back the Mo family, but I also want to take everything from you, so that you can experience the pain I have experienced, and let you watch the woman you love the most fall in love with someone else, and the girl you hold in your hand is not cherished, Taste how painful that is, hahahaha!"

Mo Chenxiao frowned: "I think you are crazy!"

Mo Yichen smiled instead of anger: "Are you crazy? Anyway, I won't live long, why don't I do something I want to do, I actually wanted to teach you a lesson a long time ago!"

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PS: There is another update, it will be later, thank you for the must-read tickets, happy, let's show you a small theater.

Mo Yichen: Hahahahaha, the era of labor and capital is coming!

Reader: Young Master is too annoying, the author quickly asks him to get a lunch box!

Author: I... well, close the door and let Mo Chenxiao go!

Mo Chenxiao: A certain author, do you want to die or do you want to die?Give you a chance to choose one yourself?

Mo Jingyan: I like something that looks better, or...Shen Hai, right?

Author: I'm numb, I'm running away in desperation...